Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

Therefore, from this perspective, the identity document that allows him to legally integrate into society is enough for Su Qing'an to find a way to balance the above point.

So, here's the question.

The boy looked up at the high sky, the wind lifting the hem of his clothes, making them flutter in the cool breeze.

Su Qing'an stood casually on a street corner, lost in a strange and complicated thought process.

I have no money... how am I supposed to get to the airport?

Should we run there?

...

...

"Your luggage has been checked in, and you can get ready to board the plane in a little while."

"Remember to call me when you get to school. Winter is coming soon, so don't dress like other girls who wear such thin clothes. Remember to wear thermal underwear and a coat, and be careful not to catch a cold."

"Even if you don't practice martial arts anymore, it's good to exercise occasionally; it's beneficial for your health."

"Remember to make lots of friends at school."

Fu Xiuran rambled on and on about these everyday things, gazing at the girl's face with a deep meaning in his eyes.

If what Su Qing'an said is true, then the disaster is at most only half a year away.

According to the school holidays in Canghai City, Fu Xiuran, who is preparing to embark on a journey starting tomorrow, will likely see his daughter for the last time.

But he was just saying these ordinary words, and between the lines he seemed unaware that he was almost certainly going to die.

Hearing Fu Xiuran's instructions, Fu Hua's disappointment was somewhat alleviated.

When parting from her family, she didn't want to show any negative emotions and worry Fu Xiuran.

So, she obediently nodded her delicate chin and said:

"I understand, Dad."

"I will call you on time when I arrive at school."

"Then I'm going in now, goodbye."

Fu Xiuran said with a smile:

"Shouldn't we wait a little longer?"

The girl looked up in confusion and asked:

"wait?"

"I only said that Xiao Su had something come up, but I didn't say that he wouldn't come to see you off."

Not long after Fu Xiuran finished speaking, the boy's approaching figure came into view.

This scene left Fu Hua somewhat dazed.

His heavy Martin boots left clear sounds on the ground. These sounds, mixed in with the myriad of trivial rustling currents, should have been inconspicuous, but when they reached the girl's eardrums, the echoes were deafeningly loud.

When Su Qing'an walked up to her, she finally saw that the other person looked rather disheveled.

Unlike his usual thoroughly clean and composed image, the boy's breathing remained steady and regular, but on this day as winter approached, a few beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, as if he had just experienced a period of intense physical exertion.

This made the girl involuntarily curl her lips into a smile.

She glanced at Fu Xiuran beside her, her cheeks flushed slightly, but she still mustered the courage to ask the newcomer:

"Su Qing'an, do you like looking at the sea?"

Su Qing'an replied:

"like."

The girl looked at her toes and whispered timidly:

"Canghai City has the sea."

So...do you want to come along?

Faced with this naive and immature invitation, the boy could only smile and say softly:

"it is good."

They agreed so quickly, it was as if they hadn't even thought about it.

No, perhaps it should be said the other way around.

The person in front of him seemed to have thought about this day a thousand times over. Su Qing'an took out a plane ticket from his pocket. The same flight and the seat number next to him seemed to indicate that he had been planning this for a long time.

The boy's gaze and smile were gentle and tender, making the rouge on the girl's face even more beautiful.

...

...

On this day, they embarked on their journey to Canghai City.

That was the last of the everyday things in this era.

26. I just don't want to be separated from you.

The girl had imagined how lonely and unknown her journey would be. The huge city was clearly as bustling and colorful as it appeared on the internet, but in her eyes it was destined to be terrifyingly empty.

It was like a bewildered kitten witnessing the bustling world from inside a cardboard box on a noisy street, everything in front of it was incredibly new yet filled it with trepidation.

In this city, a girl shouldn't encounter familiar faces for a long time, and the resulting loneliness and discomfort will take time to adjust to.

If she hadn't made any friends, one can imagine what her school life would have been like.

It would have been natural for Fu Hua to go to the campus alone in the original timeline, and given her father's serious illness, she naturally had no choice but to go alone.

These future storylines that could easily make Fu Hua feel lost are all fragmented after the boy next to her abruptly enters her life.

It was like light falling into a room, illuminating all the dust and dispelling the gloom and darkness.

Fu Hua switched her phone to airplane mode.

She glanced curiously at the interior furnishings and the view outside the window, then her gaze lingered on the boy beside her, and she couldn't help but ask:

"Master Su...why did you agree so easily?"

As she said this, it was as if she had suddenly thought of something. She then leaned closer and whispered in Su Qing'an's ear:

"You clearly don't have any identification, so why were you able to board the plane?"

After realizing this, Fu Hua remembered that when she wanted Su Qing'an to go with her, she hadn't thought about this at all.

He's acting like an idiot.

A slightly irritating itch spread throughout my body with each breath, landing on my ear. The temperature of her lips seemed closer than ever before, and the scent of lipstick filled my nostrils.

Hmm, today's flavor is orange.

If... turn around at this moment, wouldn't something terrible happen?

Su Qing'an tried hard to suppress the tremors in her heart and body.

He responded calmly:

“My uncle helped me with the procedures. According to UN law, I am now considered my uncle’s adopted son.”

A carefree smile curved the boy's lips as he couldn't help but chuckle and tease him:

"So theoretically, Hua can now call me brother."

"Hmm, I think this sounds much better than 'Master Su' or something like that."

Fu Hua looked bewildered. After processing all the hidden information in the other person's words and successfully deciphering it, she immediately stepped back to a spot closer to the window, her face flushed but still stubbornly looking directly at the other person as she said:

"This is the only thing I absolutely do not want!"

"Master Su, you mustn't even think about such strange things."

What is Dad thinking? This identity is really bad! How am I supposed to get along with Master Su normally like this?

Just as the girl was in a state of mental turmoil, Su Qing'an calmly comforted her:

"It's okay, Hua, this won't affect the marriage."

The girl paused for a moment upon hearing this, and instinctively replied lightly:

"Oh, I see."

In the next instant, after fully realizing what the other person was referring to, an unprecedentedly grand drama unfolded in my mind.

Thousands of songs are sung, and vibrant colors are interwoven.

Then countless spectators clapped and laughed, saying, "Get married, get married, get married!"

No, no, no!

This fast-forward button is too fast!

At least!

At least... let's talk about it when we're adults!

Immediately, the fantastical scene collapsed and fell, almost overwhelming her consciousness and leaving Fu Hua feeling dizzy.

After her solo trip turned into a trip for two, the girl was already in a delicate state. So, although both of them were very innocent, it was clear that she was the one who was more likely to be hit hard.

Fu Hua struggled to find the words to effectively refute what seemed like a joke.

The little girl finally looked out the window at the layered clouds, avoiding the other person's gaze as if fleeing in panic. She said weakly:

"...Su Qing'an, you're not allowed to play tricks on people."

Her face flushed, and after a moment of silence, she tried to express her dissatisfaction by stepping on the boy's Martin boots with her little leather shoes, but apart from the initial slightly heavy force, there was only a slight, barely noticeable impact afterward.

The touch was as gentle as a feather, making Su Qing'an feel a slight tingling in her heart.

For Fu Hua, who always pays great attention to etiquette and manners, this behavior, which she considers out of line, proves the romantic atmosphere and ambiguous relationship between the two.

Su Qing'an let the girl continue her little antics, he thought.

If I were to say at this moment that I was actually telling the truth, wouldn't that be too much of a bully?